Georgette attempts to hide so she can get the jump on the enemy.
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Will do Sir, just trying to get into the zone is all. Georgette replies as she puts her MP3 player away.
While she waits Georgette gets out her MP3 player and starts to listening to Metallica S&M.
Georgette watches the stars fly by and has time to think. Sure she landed the assignment to the unknown planet but what if she doesn't come back.
Yes, Sir. Making it so. Georgette take her place and prepares for battle.
Ram, forrunner stuff excites me but I don't think I've got the skills to actually try and build something or even think around with it. I specialize in machinery and engines. Georgette answers with a smile. Oy! MSgt Cromwell, when we leaving dock, Sir? I'm ready to shot something.
Georgette sits back and watches Graves tease the elite. She is slightly amused by the Bill Nye comment. I agree about the medpacs but some of the forrunner tech is pretty sweet.
Looks like I've been sent to work with some good people then. Last crew I was stationed with had a rough go with simple orders at times. Guess that's why I'm itchen to go shot something.
Georgette walks past Graves to rejoin the others. So when do we depart for our next mission? she asks as she enters the common room. Georgette sits down and props her feet up and reclines back in her chair. So what do the lot of you specialize in? Im sure ya each have some special skill or ya wouldn't be here.
I think you're right we do need ta go join the others. And as for ya starin at meh back side I wish ya wouldn't She finishes.
I was born in Irverness and lived there until I was 'bout 5 or so, then meh dad moved us down to England as he was sent there to work. So I've spent most of me life on the isle on some place or 'nother. She replies while putting up her things.'Xactly where you from then?GeeGee asks as she turns back around. She has put her jacket away with her bag and armor. The black t-shirt she has on has a snug fit and her red hair falls down her back in loose curls. Her green eyes lock on to Graves. Like she is waiting for him to make a sudden movement.
She shakes Graves' hand and notices that he is a rather attractive man. Nice to meet you Grave and yes it's rather nice to see another Marine as well. Might you show me where to stow my gear please? GeeGee asks in a sweet yet husky voice.
"Meh dad was in the service and I used to read all of the tech manuals as a kid. Also spent some time once I first joined up as a mechanic of the Marines. Found out that I'm a better shot then a mechanic though." GeeGee answers.
Aye, I can snipe. Pretty decent sharp shooter too I might add. Also decent with siege engines. Guess that comes from how I grew up. she answers with a smile.
GeeGee shakes the Elite's hand. Grant, Georgette Grant but everyone just calls me GeeGee. Any idea where we're going?
GeeGee boards the ship and searches for the others. She is wearing kachki cargo pants with a black tshirt and a leather jacket. Her boots show signs of wear and scars of combat. Her armor is jet black save for a pink ribbon painted on the right shoulder.
She salutes the Colonel and heads off to find Cromwell. She reaches the hanger and opens the door, cautiously stepping in. "'xcuse meh. 'Ello I'm Sgt Grant, the Colonel sent me to find a gent named Cromwell." She says approaching the group.
After being handed her orders GeeGee packs her bag and head of to her new duty station. She was told to report for some special mission and that her skills as a sniper. She arrives at her new station and goes to the common room to report in.
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